Sittin' here with my hands in my pockets
Starin' down at my shoe strings
I've been thinkin' 'bout love and rockets
And the happiness that the sunshine brings
Have been talkin' mostly to strangers
They don't ask the same old thing
"Where ya been? Where ya goin'?"
It all starts to ring
In my ears, man
Open up a window, gonna shout it out
I'm a terrible pretender
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn
In my ears, man
Wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line
Take care, mister, it'll work out fine in the end
At night when you're lyin' in bed
You're thinkin' 'bout a melody
Words are floatin' through your head
I hope somehow you think of me
And I know that you probably will
I saw it once behind your eyes
My words have been on your lips before you even realize
I'm in your ears, man
Open up a window, gonna shout it out
I'm a terrible pretender
I can't sit here and act like I give a damn
In my ears, man
Wastin' time, might as well roll it on down the line
Take care, sister, it'll work out fine in the end
Two, three, four
Sittin' here with my hands in my pockets
Starin' down at my shoe strings
